Platinum Heart

Party Til

Sanaa

Aaliyah was in the brink of tears as we walked through the doors of her house.

"How is your party ruined what's wrong?" Jaylah asks.

Aaliyah wipes the tears from her eyes as she sits on the arm of the couch in her silk bathrobe.

"My outfit is ruined. The seam popped and now there's a big ugly hole in the outfit. It was perfect now everything is ruined!" She pouted.

"First of all stop crying, it's your birthday nothing should ruin your day. Second, you have plenty of clothes nobody has ever seen you in before, I'm sure we can find something just as bomb in your closet."

"But Jay-"

"Unt unt! I don't wanna hear it. Now come on."

Jaylah grabs Aaliyah by her wrist and I follow them up the long flight of stairs to Aaliyah's bedroom.

I could definitely tell she was spoiled. She had the master bedroom which put my room to complete shame.

She had a huge king sized bed with a decorative canopy with drapes. Her bed room area didn't take up even half the room.

One side of the room was her bed and nightstands, another side was an entire living room area and another was had a huge desk and computer.

She had so much space in her room she could host a gala in here bedroom alone.

I walk to the living room section and sit out food down on the table. I pulled out some hand sanitizer and sanitize my hands before I dig my hand in the bag for my food.

Just as I was about to bite into my chicken sandwich I was summoned.

"Sanaa! Come help us!" Jaylah calls out. I throw a mini yet silent tantrum before getting up and walking to to the closet.

Aaliyah's closet was as big as her room. One side looked like Victoria secrets while one screamed Fashion Nova and Forever 21 and the last side dripped in designer.

"Damn bitch is we in the mall?" I ask looking at the several clothes that still had their tags on them.

"Sanaa now is not the time. Help me!" Aaliyah whines.

"Okay damn. Calm down." I look through a rack of clothes and pull out a two piece outfit. The color was a see-through orange  with a Chinese print pattern. The top was a body suit and the bottoms were full length pants.  "What about this?"

Jaylah looks up and looks over the outfit.

"This might do. But it might also be too much."

"Too much? This is perfect! I could still wear my black boots with this." Aaliyah's snatching the outfit and looking in the mirror.  "Okay I like this. Period! I'm finna be bomb as fuck."

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After finishing our food and our movie we begin getting ready. I grab my belongings and hop in the shower thoroughly washing my body. Keyword, thoroughly, cause you bitches be missing spots and be funky as fuck.

After my shower I dry off and apply a generous amount of lotion and oil mixture   to moisturize my body. I apply some deodorant and slip on my bra and pantie set.

Although I wasn't wearing a bra with the top I needed to put something on for now. I leave the bathroom to let Jaylah shower and head back in Aaliyah's room. 

I sit at the vanity and free my hair from my shower cap. I brush it out before piece by piece using the flat iron to straighten it.

When my hair was straightened to my liking, I start to work on my eyebrows before applying a thin layer of foundation to my face.